It's minutes lost to the silent gun 
 She has gone and found someone 
 Someone like me 
 Every time we find someone 
 It's a story told in foreign words 
 Only vowels and phony slurs 
 Something in C 
  
 We don't need the feeling from the outside 
 Tore Me Inside, with the feeling that you really want to care 
 That you care, that you care 
  
 Every time we find someone 
 It's money lost and pocket cloth 
 She has gone and done someone 
 Someone like me 
 Every time we find someone 
 It's funny jokes and false approach 
 Only hurts for Monday's work 
 Four days to bleed 
  
 On every stage we play it tears, tears me away 
 On every stage we play it tears, tears me away 
 What are you trying to say 
 What are you trying to say, today? 
  
 Every time we find someone 
 It's basement talk and nonsense calls 
 She forgot to call someone 
 Someone like me 
 Every time we find someone 
 It's like we're searching for a job 
 Better search for better work 
 You won't find me 
  
 (c)  1993 South Brunswick Songs (BMI